Tales of Great Fortune XXX - A tale of solar pulses

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The Great Trenlin, as ever in full pursuit of success in the business of fortune telling, takes his new technique of sun pointing to the market in a new attempt to commercialize his gift.

Submitted: August 15, 2016

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The Great Trenlin did not feel nervous at all as he was walking small circles around his own dinner table. He knew he had everything under control to host his first session of sun-pointing, the new technique that would firmly establish the Great Trenlin's position at the very sharp end of the business of fortune telling.

 
The importance of the event was duly supported with the appropriate amount of planning and foresight, rendering the likelihood of a disappointment almost zero. These first customer, the Great Trenlin knew, would leave the session in a state of excitement and happiness that would prove a fertile ground for a more solid customer base. Success was luring around the corner and was ripe for the picking.
 
"Feeling nervous, sir?"
 
A bit annoyed, the Great Trenlin relented his pace and eyed his dimwitted co-worker. It wasn't the first time, and it regrettably would not be the last time, that Porric showed a distinct lack of understanding. EVen the Great Trenlin could not see a feasible path for Porric to make it as a fortune teller. 
A second-rate magician or maybe even a gardener, but not a fortune teller.
 
"Don't be ridiculous, Porric. Everything is set for a great event."
"Surely, sir. Aren't we lucky that we could use your appartment as a replacement for that unfortunate double booking of the hall we originally reserved."
"Sun-pointing is a very intimate experience, Porric. This appartment is way better suited for such a venue than a clinical hall. That has been clear to me from the beginning."
"Certainly, sir," Porric nodded, "but aren't we concerned about the size of the balcony? It is not exactly a plaza."
"A plaza? A plaza? Dear Porric, you really have no idea what you are talking about. What better place for a sun-pointing session than such an elevated position, 5 levels up?"
 
Porric gave the impression he was thinking.
 
"Don't bother, Porric. The date, the location, everything is perfect, believe me."
"Of course, sir. Suppose there will be a bit more people than expected, sir, will we allow them on the balcony in small groups?"
"More than expected?! Porric, please, you should listen to yourself. What kind of a fortune teller would I be if I couldn't feel the amount of people that will show up. We will fit them all nicely on the balcony in one single session. It is completely safe. Trust me for once, Porric, I've given you ample of evidence to do just that." 
 
Half an hour later, the appartment of the Great Trenlin was crowded with anywhere between 25 and 35 people. The Great Trenlin felt honoured with the huge turnup. The session was already proving to be a success.
 
"That is quite a lot of people to put on that balcony, sir."
"Don't push it, Porric. We have discussed this before. Everything is going exactly according to plan. This sun-pointing will be a huge success."
"So the clouds will disappear soon, I guess."
 
A great sigh escaped from the Great Trenlin's lips as he refused to banter over such futile topics. He turned towards the audience and raised his hands to summon for silence.
 
"Dear ladies and gentlemen! Thank you for your interest in this company. You are about to experience the unprecedented feeling of sun-pointing. Our session will start in a few minutes, so please allow me to explain the procedure."
"Will it work with all those clouds, mister Trenlin?"
 
The Great Trenlin was shocked to discover a heckler among the crowd and tried to understand his uneasonable objections. Alas. EVen his imeasurable fortune telling skills could not assist him with that. 
 
"Do not worry, sir," the Great Trenlin answered politely, "you won't miss a thing from the experience. Just make sure that, the moment you are positioned on that balcony, that you assume the correct sun-pointing position. Like this."
 
The Great Trenlin assumed his sun-pointing pose and for sure looked like a greek god for one single moment. The silence from the audience confimed that thought.
 
"Repeat after me," he kindly ushered them.
 
A bit reluctant, the people started assuming their poses, still unsure about their own ability to sun-point. The Great Trenlin walked among them and gave suggestions for improvements.
 
"Bit bit higher up, sir... Not that firm, relax a bit, miss... No, no, no, not like a pirate..."
 
Moments later, the audience was set and well prepared for the session. The Great Trenlin felt a clear mark of joy to know that this people would soon experience a life-changing event.
 
"Excellent, ladies and gentlemen, if you would enter here, the sun-pointing will commence when you are all set on the balcony."
 
Soon, all people were gathered on the balcony. 
 
The Great Trenlin looked at the scenery in great delight.
 
"There doesn't seem to be enough room for you as well, sir," Porric needlessly remarked.
 
"There is no need, Porric, there is no need. I am merely the conductor. Ok, ladies and gentlemen! On my mark, we will start the sun-pointing. Get ready( On your marks! 3. 2. 1. Go!"
 
Then, the balcony crashed five levels deep onto the paveway.


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